Urban retreated from her lips and kissed her forehead holding her face close to his chest. Mircea put her hands around him-relaxing in his body, she nuzzled her head in his neck. They stayed in the same position for a while before Urban stepped back staring down at her with new found adoration in his grey eyes.
"Where are you going?" Mircea asked, not liking the lack of warmth.
"No where, but aren't you?"
"Why'd you think that? We literally just met."
"Well, I thought a Queen is always busy." He joked around.
"Don't call me that. I can remove time for things that matter." She muttered.
Urban's eyes widened for a second before he masked his astonishment. "Really?" He whispered, afraid that she would say no and call it a joke.
